It was the first time I laid my eyes on you that I knew you were different. I remember standing on an elevation, spotting you in the crowd, whereas my legs decided to jump off and walk towards you before my conscience had any say.

It was our first eye contact that made my body shiver. Talking to you for the first time too close to deny the sexual tension that emerged and listening to the dark soft tone of your voice.

The attraction was as distinct we shared a restrained laughter, yet we had each other in sight throughout the whole evening.

It was the first time you touched me that I realized I wanted more. You grabbed my arm as I was aligning it towards you and the strength of yours made me aroused.

It was the first night we shared together that made it manifestly to me that it was not to be the last. The ease and givenness felt ridiculously certain and for not having any common ground to start from we managed to have a continuous conversation during the entire night as if we had known each other for decades.

This was also the night our bodies met for the first time. I told you I was not going to touch you and cautiously crawled up next to you laying skin to skin. Pressing our chests against each other with my fingers itching to touch you.

It was how you laughed at my jokes, talked about other things than your work or people that pisses you off and how we connected by just staring into each others eyes, blue to green. Breathing the same air as you while struggling not to kiss you, feeling you under my skin before I even got to and losing any doubt I had in ever finding someone I would like to get involved with.

You excite me.

In a way I have not experienced previously and you constantly challenge me to be better. I am at my best with you by my side and this passion and love we share has been strong enough to keep us in two different countries for an entire year now. You are my rock.

Hello there, little sister. My princess and baby sibling, or should I call you Wowwo? Like you used to call me when you were four.

But you are no longer four years old. No. You’re slightly older and you are turning into something I have feared for way too long now. You are turning into a woman.

I might not always be able to give prominence to the amount of love I carry for you, not even half of it. But no countless number of days or miles away from you will never change the fact of it.

Being apart from you as much as I have the last year distresses me, especially when you are going through an age in which you need me the most, us, your sisters. For we are four sisters partitioning a certain responsibility for you after the tragical loss of a beloved mother and we are now all in charge of looking out for you.

I might not always be able to be there for you, but as the brave and high-spirited woman you already are, it is looking bright for you. Remember to always stand up for yourself, which you already are- considering you persisted to follow her footsteps like the rest of us failed to. There are still hopes for you.

Become who you want to be and prioritize in order after what makes you the happiest, never be afraid to leave things behind as we grow apart from them, do not take people for granted and always keep in mind to treat others the way you would like to be treated yourself.

Have fun, never underestimate your intelligence, make sound decisions, always believe in actions before words and be never stupid enough to let anyone talk their way in under your skin. Never lie to us, know that we are all human beings and making mistakes is better than lying about it. Kiss a guy only because you want to and please, oh please, never give in for a man just because it is tempting. He will have to work the field for months

(years, from a sisters’ point of view)

because you only deserve the very best and the rumor has it.

Never settle for less if you know you can do better, learn from our defeats but make your own mistakes too, don’t give in for peer pressure, try a drink or two if you’re in safe company and think you can handle it but always choose a breezer in a new bottle before a cocktail in a glass when you are in a bar. You will need your fair share of fun and I am willing to admit it. Try to keep in mind that alcohol always will lead you to problems and should only be consumed in small amounts.

Do not be upset with us for judging boys around you, mind your health since it is the most important thing you are the owner of, be grateful for things as we are now part of a very strange society and always tell people you love them before it is too late.

I am afraid to say that you will have your heart broken, more than once. The substance is that you will walk away from each heartbreak more high-powered and wise than ever. You will go through a period when you feel like our family is the least important unit present, when in fact the opposite is at stake. It is when you are older that you will understand. How the mother of our mother is the most beautiful, wondrous and admirable piece of woman on this planet.

I know that I am not always a great role model, neither are your other three older sisters, but we try to. We make an effort of always being there for you even when we are all spread out all over the map.

Just one more thing, never start smoking. Or I swear to God that I will hunt you down myself and make you suffer for each second you’ve spent with the single most disgusting thing ever created.

it might be the way you shave your beard, how you control your appearance as if you were born to maintain it. by the same token the way you drive your motorbike, how you manage to supervise your vehicle in the most powerful and sexy manner possible.

it could also be the way you walk through a room, how you dance into a crowd as if you own the place and make fun of yourself while doing so to resemble your self-perception.

I sometimes surmise it is because of the fact that you are two years older, live alone in a big house and sort out all of your chores by yourself. if not all above, it must be the small wrinkles next to your eyes when you laugh, the big masculine body you appertain to, your dark and attractive voice or that raw magnetism of yours.

you know exactly how to treat a lady and you give me the kind of feelings people write novels about. you make me jittery, blissful, amatorial and fall headfirst in this pure, wondrous, unconditional love we share.

Constantly being someones girlfriend might seem to some bystanders as a sign of insecurity or dependence on others.

Truth of the matter is, it is all grounded in serendipity. And a frequent urge to belove.

I believe in embracing the youth and doing whatever comes to your senses while you have the possibility to. I also believe in gaining new experiences, getting familiar with the unfamiliar and spending one night running from a taxi driver over gardens covered in snow – while losing your high heeled stiletto stuck in your neighbour’s fence.

(Let’s not discuss that last example further)

But doing these things and exploring new fields in life does not have to mean that any attendant needs to be single. Neither does it imply that anyone has to be in a relationship.

It means that whether you are on your own, happily in love or not endured to give a fuck; we are all able to make every second count. No relationship status should be in position to supervise you different. Irrespective of age.

But every so often people throw themselves in relationships to find themselves giving up on both dreams and pre-planned journeys for their partner. As well as quitting going out because of the lack of interest in clubbing while having a partner. Since when is a girls night all about hooking up? Who are these people that claim flirting is part of attaining a succeeded saturday night out with the girls, and why do they need close encounter in order to believe so?

The differences between being stably single and solidly in a relationship are all so distorted.

Because once you find a person worth stop being single for, you should not have to find yourself questioning your intuition. It is customarily to miss each other when not spending a friday night together, but making this impact on your girlfriends, education, family dinners, career decisions or other hobbies is certainly not healthy for you nor your relation.

I am not saying you should take all opportunities even though being in a relationship, only that one day you might regret you didn’t.